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Long poem by ROGER SATNARINE | Details |

M T E PART TWO

                                  ~My Theory Explained Part Two~


         ~Human Elemental Spirituality the Psychology of Science Vs Religion~
                                    
                                              ~SEQUEL OF~ 

                ~“The Human Mirror: We Are Each Other's Reflection”~
                    
                                 ~By Roger Chad Satnarine 2015~

Continued from Chapter 4 of Part One


Is there no such thing as Mind and Spiritually Influenced Energy? Energy defined is the Ability to do Work; and don’t we all Harness these Elements’ raw Natural Potential and Kinetic Energy to create, sustain, and end life? I must touch briefly, in reiteration to my other theory that Human Conscious Thought is potentially matter; given that the definition of thought is, “To bring into a given condition by mental preoccupation!” 
  
Mental Telepathy and Ethereal Encounters are examples of such. We can speak with our minds and move objects which I term "Potential and Kinetic Energy Applied Principles of Principality Related Physics." It is the reason why Spirits or Ghosts if you will; have the ability to move objects. It is widely believed and accepted  when one is in the Presence of non human Spiritual Matter; there is an increase in the readings of Electrical (FIRE) Energy and Climate (Air) Change.

Also, on a side note I would be in remiss to not mention should the aforementioned non human spiritual matter not be positive, and in a negatively threatening manner opposes humans; by using in prayer; Holy (WATER) and with Holy (EARTH) Salt…(Sodium Chloride) this will restore the balance of Positive and Negative Spiritual Elemental Influences and drive those Spiritual Elements away. Fight Fire with Fire. "Only that which is of itself can defeat itself!"

CHAPTER 5
Do we not use all four of those elements as an energy source to create and sustain life? Does the Air not carry and sustain microscopic biological life? Do not the Fires of volcanic eruptions create a new land mass?  Are not the “Waters” of oceans, lakes, and rivers full of aquatic life? And the Earth; does all of the aforementioned not occur on it? Yes my dear friends the Elements are Alive! 

The aforementioned questions are famously answered, as evidenced by the experimentations of Japanese Scientist Dr. Masaru Emoto. He claimed that Human Consciousness Has an Effect on the Elemental Substance of Water. Dr. Emoto would freeze water and take pictures of the frozen crystals that formed.

He then discovered that Water has Emotions by the crystals changing shape when Directed Human Consciousness has an Effect on the Molecular Structure of Water. Emoto's conjecture evolved over the years, and his early work explored his Belief that Water Could React to Positive Thoughts and Words, and that Polluted Water Could be cleaned through Prayer and Positive Visualization. Emoto's work is widely considered to be Pseudoscience. 

We all practice some form of pseudoscience in our own way. Have you ever seen someone talking to their plants as they water it, but think nothing strange about talking to their pets and actually know their pets understand them?

But that in and of itself poses the question; is it because only living things that have the biological properties needed to interpret sound can hear? Is it also the reason behind; what to me is a profound philosophical question, which are often times misconstrued as Mankind’s egotistical pretentiousness.; and this question of course is, “If a tree falls in the woods and no one (human being) is there to hear it, does it still make sound?

There in my dear friends lay the rub. For the concept of sound, one of the five senses; is also a stimulus that alerts mankind to the Consciousness of Life. It is absolutely ludicrous for us to think that only living human and non human animals are effected by those same five senses of Touch, Taste, Sight, Smell, and especially Sound. 

Based on the aforementioned philosophical question, if a falling tree makes sound; and with regards to the also aforementioned experiment on elemental emotions by Dr. Emoto; I could just imagine the conversation in any forest or woods. It may go something like this…. 

CHAPTER 6
{A loud crashing thunderous sound is made from the noise of a tree falling}

“Did you *See* that Rose?” “No Violet. I’m glad I didn’t but I *Heard* it! Poor Mr. “Maple” just fell over. He was such a sweet old man. I could still *Taste* him now.” “Yeah Rose; he always did put out the best syrup; put a real smile on the face of the Farmers.” 

“Yeah he was quite fond of them too. The kids swung and climbed all over him. He told me he used to like watching the TV through their living room window.” “Yeah; do you remember the time he screamed watching “A Nightmare on “Elm” Street?” 
“Yeah he was a funny guy. I remember the day I got mad at the neighbors dog for relieving itself on me, and he said,

“Don’t feel bad about getting “pissed on” but just worry more about your actions and its consequences when “pissed off!” Sooner or later that dog is going to “bark” up the wrong tree and that tree’s own “bark” will be worse than his bite, when he gets a “limb” or some hard chunky “bark” dropped on his mutt ****, and that “leaves” him “petrified”, every time he “would” come into this “forest”, he’s gonna get some “wood; besides there aren't any fire hydrants in the woods!”

“After that no more worries and I looked at life so differently. He was a wise old man and deserved being the “Branch” Manager at “Tree”-House “Savings.” I’m sure he will still be of good use and his presence still felt from his *Touch* as a rocking chair for whom ever uses it for comfort, or fire wood, a book shelf and or possibly his own casket. May he rest in “peace” or “pieces;” he is “still one,” and also “yet many” at the same time.”

End Part Two.
 


Long poem by ROGER SATNARINE | Details |

MY THEORY EXPLAINED

                                  ~My Theory Explained Part One~


         ~Human Elemental Spirituality the Psychology of Science Vs Religion~
                                    
                                              ~SEQUEL OF~ 

                ~“The Human Mirror: We Are Each Other's Reflection”~
                    
                                 ~By Roger Chad Satnarine 2015~

CHAPTER 3

“My dear friends I would be in remiss to not explain the reason behind the concept and inspiration for my Acrostic Poems; “The Spiritual Elements of Air Water Fire and Earth Parts One and Two. In both I Theorize it must be Acknowledged that there is Life in Everything; in all that is Comprised of People Places and Things; both Animate as well as what is thought to be Inanimate; given, that it is believed and accepted inanimate objects are devoid of the Biological and Mental Properties to have Itself, Self-conscious. 

The reasoning behind my theory is simply this; as I have inferred the Elements of Air Water Fire and Earth Are all Consciously Aware of Itself, is due to the fact that it exists in Everyone of Us. To reiterate; the aforementioned Elements can all Equally Create, Sustain, and End Life from Its Own Self-aware Projections of Conscious Thought Emotions and Energies!

Inside every Human Being all of these Elements can be found. Air; at any given moment courses throughout the human body. It is in the heart, lungs, brain, organs, cells and especially its Deliverer; Blood. Blood is Liquid Life; Free Flowing Spiritually Binding and Bounds Humanities Bloodline. Inside of our blood can be found iron, zinc, sulfur, and other minerals from the Earth. Fire is found literally in the brain as Electrical Impulses; and figuratively, as the flames of, as well as the fuel for the passion of one’s burning desires. 

And the Earth; well my dear friends, this is where it gets Biblical;

“But a mist used to rise from the earth and water the whole surface of the ground. Then the Lord God formed man of dust from the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living being.” -Genesis2:7 the Holy Bible. 

Thus; the Elements are both religiously and spiritually believed and accepted as; “Being” “Instrumental” in the Creation of Mankind. The beauty for me in the Dogmatic Concept of God creating man in his own image and likeness is the name he gave us; yes both male and female; is Man; thus we are Mankind. 

I am sure God was pleased with his creation; but also realized there is more to improve upon, so much as to say, “WO; Hold Up Wait A Minute… I Need To Put A {“WO”-”MAN”} in it.” And as we all know in God’s Universal Language “WO” means “OF”. So {woman} is of [man]. God put Adam to sleep took a rib from him and made Eve. She then became known as Mother Earth. 

Man may procreate and leave his seed wherever he may roam; but a seed would not bear fruit without the soil of the earth. Women are the womb that is the soil of the earth. Both man and woman are equally important in the essence of life. My dear friends; and especially if a non religious, spiritual, and or atheist may be reading this; I am not ignorant of the Theory of Evolution,  which sates we evolved from the sea as a single celled life form, then became multi-celled, left the oceans, became amphibious,  then turned into primates,  and finally into man. 

That may be all good and well, as I respect everyone’s own Perception, Interpretation, and Acceptance of the Existence they see Themselves in; but did not all the monkeys, gorillas, apes, chimps as well as all the other species of primates forget to turn into us? 

Have you ever seen a retarded animal? I beg to differ. I am also not ignorant of the fact that no where in the Holy Bible does it refer to Prehistoric Times; but still to this day we are finding in the Earth dinosaur bones; and we know their flesh has transformed into the Fossil Fuel that we use today as a  Fire source for Energy.    

Chapter 4
We are a carbon based life form; the properties of soil, dirt, dust, and sand; can be found in any human’s hand. The Earth, this very planet; is a part of An Omnipotent Universal Being. We are all part of the Principled Principalities that connects any Life-force. 

My aforementioned theory is inspired by; as I do concur with Father Pierre Teilhard de Chardin’s own theory of the universe. Father de Chardin (May 1 1881-April 10 1955) is the great-grand nephew of the 18t-century French philosopher Voltaire. In Teilhard’s view, the never ending unfolding evolving Universe begins with Matter, some of which develops into a New Level of Life which Develops into Human Consciousness is both a Physical and Spiritual Event. In his book “The Heart of the Matter;”p. 25 he states, 

“I can now see quite clearly that fire had been kindled, I imagine, simply by the coincidence in me… of the three inflammable elements that had slowly piled up in the depths of my soul over a period of thirty years. These were the cult of Matter, the cult of Life, and the cult of Energy.” 

He is also famously known for his quote; “We are not human beings in search of a spiritual experience, but rather Spiritual Beings immersed in a Human Existence.” On a side note Father de Chardin is my personal hero and inspiration.  His researched and published theories has evolved into having others realize that the Earth; all of it; is a Living Breathing Conscious Life-force of Spiritual Matter.

Matter defined is anything that occupies space. In my “Theory of Elemental Spirituality” I believe that Matter; such as in the Elementally Spiritual Matter found in Air Water Fire and Earth all  have Consciousness, Emotions, Feelings and Energy. I also believe that Human Conscious Thought is both Matter and an Element from the Energy both can create.

End Part One.


Long poem by Demetrios Trifiatis | Details |

KNOW THYSELF

Know Thyself
(one of the two Delphic commands of Apollo)



For years before the narrow windows of my senses
                                                                       I stood,
Trying to pierce the nebulous world of outer reality,
                                                                   Hoping to find GOD,
One year was following the other but I was: 
                                                                 Still wondering,
                                                                          Still inquiring,
                                                                               Still demanding.

I was lost in the tenebrous world of materiality’s
                                                                  Phenomena, 
While the true essence of things, evasive 
                                                           As ever,
Persistently escaped the grasp of my confused
                                                                  Perception, 

Unable to see behind the impenetrable veil
                                                             Of Isis,
And disappointed with reason’s constant 
                                                            Failure,
My impatient voice towards the starry heavens I lifted,
                                                                   Asking aloud:

              Where are Thee, oh LORD?

For I have been seeking for Thee so many years now,
But I have found Thee not!

I have kept my eyes wide-open in order to see,
As many colors of Thy creation as possible,
And not even for a moment have I shut them, 
For fear I missed Thy resplendent light,
But I saw Thee not!

I have kept my ears wide-open in order to hear
As many sounds of Thy creation as possible,
And not even for a second have I covered them up
For fear I missed Thy sacred voice,
But I heard Thee not!

I have kept my hands extended in order to touch
As many things of Thy creation as possible
And not even for a minute have I held them back,
For fear I missed Thy spiritual touch
But I touched Thee not!

I have kept my nostrils wide-open in order to scent
As many perfumes of Thy creation as possible
And not even for an instant have I held my breath
For fear I missed Thy holy aroma
But I scent Thee not!


I have become a famed gourmet in order to taste
As many delicacies of Thy creation as possible
And not even for an hour have I withheld my appetite
For fear I missed Thy heavenly feast
But I tasted Thee not! 

                           WHY?

Then, the thunderous voice of the Lord, 
Coming deep down from the twilight of time,
Tearing the eternal heavens apart
Answered me and said:

Dear innocent child of Mine; hasn’t time taught you,
That I am neither to be seen by eyes
Nor to be heard by ears?
That I am not to be touched by hands
Nor to be scent by nostrils?
That I am not to be tasted by palates
But I am only to be felt by enraptured hearts?


Trembling and puzzled, in a shaky timid voice,
                                                          I dared ask:

How could this be done, oh Lord?
For I am so weak and ignorant, I do not know
                                                               The way

And the compassionate voice of the Lord answered me
                                                                    And said:

Don’t call yourself weak and ignorant for
I have endowed you with power and knowledge
                                                                     So great,
You have only to unearth this incalculable treasure
Hidden deep down in your soul and you will be 
In touch with Me, with eternity, with the universal law,
With the light, with the truth and every single existence,
But first you have to listen carefully to what I command:

Close your eyes for they cannot see Me
And cover your ears for they cannot hear Me 

Pull back your hands for they cannot touch Me
And hold your breath for it cannot scent Me

Shut your mouth for it cannot taste me
And stand completely still in order for you 
To sense Me 

At once I rushed to Obey His divine command, so:

I closed my eyes and saw no more
And covered my ears and heard no more

I pull back my hands and touched no more
And held my breath and scent no more

I shut my mouth and tasted no more
And stood dead still for a moment,
                                  Just for a moment alone!

And BEHOLD:

I felt His ethereal presence enveloping my heart
And I saw His celestial light caressing my mind
And I heard His heavenly voice calling to my spirit
And I touched His angelic essence with my elated thought
And I scent His seraphic aroma with my sacred, now, breath
And I tasted His rapturous divinity with my blissful soul. 

Then, immendiatly, the gates of revelation opened their 
                                                                               Passages wide
And in a magnificent lofty parade, in front of my soul’s 
                                                                               Dazzled eyes
The mysteries of life, one by one, were unveiled to the last
                                                                   Thus making everything known.


And now my enraptured self, jubilant before the eternal truth,
                                                                          In ecstasy exclaims:

Thank you, oh Lord for showing me Thy blessed Essence,
                                                      Thank Thee, for I know Thee now!

And the Lord enigmatically smiled at me and with His 
                                                           Divine thought tenderly declared: 

No my loving child, you only know YOURSELF!



                           © Demetrios Trifiatis
                               
 


Long poem by Poetryof Providence | Details |

BLUEPRINT FOR A KINGDOM

You have fixed   all movements   within time 
every trails destination    have you outlined
no creature     can operate           outside its rule
the regulations of the cosmos       no man can overrule

You oh Jah are the former of    our clay
little have you asked    but learn to love your way
forsake us will you never            only we can turn away
ever open are your promises   beckoning us to      stay

you have sent your voice       gently into the wind
to inform us all   of the future               YOU intend
the invitations are being sealed          until the end
from your throne itself                did they descend 


Oh governor of Israel   your servants have a task
to walk the path of truth           false religion to unmask
upon Christ's shoulders    all government shall come
peace on earth completed             when your will is done

all the histories show            every        ruler of men
foster violence , injustice , hatred                      greed and sin
their arsenal of weapons              their intentions a crime
full detonation             is only            a matter of time

fomentation of terror     false stories do they use
lie to their own citizens        calumny as news
misleading of the nations    earths peoples do abuse
to pursue the cause of justice                   do refuse

I can hear the weeping  , the cries have filled my ears
earthwide is the suffering ,     children daily live with tears
famine and starvation , disease           wars and fears
past the point of denial ,                    left to us extinction nears

Without Gods intervention      mankind would not survive
those holding the power            don't care if you remain   alive
your slavery is their fuel        so in wealth they thrive
for power and pleasure    is the focus of their drive

Earths current calamites   occurring as was foretold
materialism and technology          sought for just like gold
every form            of promiscuity       ones body has been sold
violence and crimes and hatred           in  characters taken hold

Everything you plan   to your children       you do inform
the blueprint for the future    your purpose to perform
every framework and design    will earthly place transform
a government that loves         on the verge      of being born

No other fathers instructions        have been so clear
every happiness conceived          planned on placing here
from the beginning   you have designed   what was to come
the implementation and time              taken it to be done

You designed the blueprint    of the children you would raise
those who alongside Jesus     and his character displays
anointed and appointed to serve      everlasting days
who will rule the nations         teach them all your ways

As sure as a refiners fire       separates the gold
a razors edge      on the sword of truth       foretold
the forger of the weapon        the right-hand of God
until his governors      in his footsteps   fully trod

From the heavens   true justice          will descend
incorruptible            who mankind's   tyranny    will end
will remove all oppression   and little ones  defend
of its loving-kindness   and mercy            can everyone depend

Every prophet from beginning the kingdom given voice
that between life and death           you have been given choice
installation of its kings     is drawing very near
God who by Christ Jesus    expressed intentions very clear

No child will ever hunger           in this place
every physical infirmity   and disease effaced
every sorrow and mourning       with joy replaced
and even death itself            has been erased

These promises      God has through  Christ demonstrated
for its fulfillment have        his servants     ever waited
where happiness and bliss          lives in every home
the original design        that exalts this throne

Your work oh Jah I magnify , joy and blessings bring
all glorious and majestic ,       crowning of your King
through him and his companions   praise on earth  will ring
of its exaltation            those who love him sing

sources
 
Gen. 1 & 2 Isaiah  9:1-7 , 11, 13:9-13,
16:5 , 24,35 , 55 ,   65:17-25
 Zec 9:9-17  Gospel parables of the Kingdom
 Rev.17-21

COPYRIGHT © 2011 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC


Long poem by T Wignesan | Details |

Dreams I Translation of Etiemble s poem Reves I by T Wignesan

The Deception of Free Verse: Dreams I, Translation of Etiemble’s L’imposture du vers libre by T. Wignesan 

(From René Etiemble’s only poetry collection: le Coeur et la cendre: soixante ans de poésie (the heart and the ash sixty years of poetry). Paris: Les deux animaux, 1984, pp. 123-126.)

Yet He, who contemplated his incandescent world
and the sterile streaming
of the lava,
drunk with the swirling of the primal incense
dreamed on…

His shape, during that period, took on all forms
ten thousand beings milling in him, inexistants;
the amoebas mixed with gigantosaurs
awaiting the hour
of the amoebagigantosaurs.

How you were divine, God, before the Creation
of your own non-being,
before your sacrifice, your suicide,
how divinely monstrous:
I see you such as I was you in your entrails
all the bodies of all the fishes in all the seas in all ponds,
blossoming on greenish scales of mackerels, the fins
shining on roaches
						and red fish,
in all the wings in all the albatrosses feathery
						in all the skies,
		the wings of all the chicken,
walking on the thousand feet of all the scolopenders
on the four hairy columns of mammoths,
				of rough rhinoceroses
on the four legs of lambs
on the two feet of all pterodactyls
             					of all ducks,
of all humans,
on the rings of all the earthworms.
Your voice which charms deaf rocks more
			than songs of future sirens
sometimes raucously roared;
your caresses bill-cooing turtle-doves
trumpeting strident
when your ten thouand mouths opened.

Therefore,
hermophrodite inseminated by its universal sperm
the Being
bearing plants and beasts, all
and the woman whose womb as yet to be formed
dreamed in this way:

The scintillating effervescence of granite, of basalts, 
                                                          of diamonds
freeze into position thus:
Mountains of rock, organs of Titan, cristals of fire.
Collapsing clouds, rapid cataracts
tumble down abrupt stony walls.
The earth swells valleys
mother earth made pregnant by ferns of great shadows.
Ocean rivers sweep along continents
open into flanks of mountains’ heroic holes
pour a freshness of love on thirsty roots…
the first pollen grain pollutes the first pistil.
The first flesh dazzled by the light
sketches the quiverings of joy that will be.
Two lives lie in the wet clay
two lives
ten thousand lives.

The eye – without becoming the enormous dreamer –
closes over this total image of its death
sees the saurian ichthyophages
horned beaks with sharp teeth
shivery mammoths
all the theory of winged horses
winged men
men without wings
Me
And I, on this earth where I was dropped by mistake
									In your dream
however much I raised my eyes higher than the clouds,
however much I scrutinised the celestial transparence
however much I could recall the person who in your 
                                   entrails I was as you
no more do I see your face in its ten thousand true 
                                                                 Facets,
nothing more do I hear 
the rustling of so many snowy and metallic scales over
						so many feathers.

Nothing
nothing more…

“No! No! Not this reckless Golgotha!
God! You are mistaken.
God! I surrender myself (only) to you yourself.”
But the winds wailed with the wolves
“Tough luck!”

“Just as well!”
At last my egoism refuses to accept the cross the spear
		                                      and the sponge
with the venom
Why then every evening the same stars
entice themselves into the self-same ponds?
Stars, make yourselves scarce!
I know all about you and your promenades.
Too docile, horses offer their jaw bits on flanks where
				spurs caress the necks.
Water which flows so miraculously so fastidiously servile:
seas part themselves,
alcarazas freeze lips. 
Every night when fatigue overcomes me with sleep
the sun
retracts its golden claws in order not to derange my 
                                                                  sleep.
Drunk with power
like a Ceasar like a Nero like a Caligula
I make myself small
“O! such as I was you in your entrails
allow me the remembrance and the regret.”

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014


Long poem by Gerald Dillenbeck | Details |

BeLoved Green Commons

What purpose do I choose to live;
remaining aloof from evil practice and intent?
What meaning can we find to live,
reversing "evil"
that could transcend our individual absence of identity?
Original Intent uncovers love's revolutionary invitation
into mutual belonging.

What is this love, synergy, active peace-filling justice 
of mindful compassion and contentment
here and now extending forward and backward
across all times and distinctions of identity?

Perfect love voids anger and fear,
confluent confidence overwhelmingly absorbing dissonance
as difference from confluence
into primally resolving frequencies,
functionally comprehensive contentment.

Anger dissipates without an enemy to target
through proactive and generously proportioned kindness,
pay-it-forward redemptive
fore-give contented
balanced Id/SuperEco value,
as Yin/Yang,
as double-binding negative vortex
revolutioning over positive (0)-Soul Teleological Prime Relationship
of Tao.

Fear fades coincidentally
as love fulfills its trembling place,
as live subsumes our rumbling space.
Despair grows naked without tools or weapons,
merely minds and hearts and bodies,
interdependent natural systems,
to organically transform our metamorphic trace,
confining dissonating heat to sweaty race,
pace,
embrace,
and challenges intending long-term primal wrestling,
co-challenges within timeless Golden Eco-NormicWe Relationship.

Edenic life ionically balances ergodic recreation,
finding humor in ego's hateful quaking,
double-binding double-negative monoculture
of Lose-Lose mutually mindless monopolistic dis-ecosystems.
All Yang,
no yin,
original over-deductive sin,
omitting half our good and bad potential,
intuitively discovered as only half-bad,
not not Original Intent
of Polyculturally Multisystemic Harmony.

This prime relationship
between eco-logical mind and eco-normic heart
incarnates polypathically:
invest in what you and we all love most,
to disinvest in fear.
Multisystemically therapeutic,
like human DNA-live organic relationships,
swallowing backward-e-v-i-l monotemporal wrong directions,
biological folding and unfolding,
bellowing passive-solar nuclear fusion of mind and heart.
Just-Right Vitamin D counteracts Despair.

Actively cooperative economic design,
Quilting-Bee intent,
smorgasbord assumptions,
fuel polyculturally multisystemic therapy,
as competitive Lose-Lose overly-sustained practices
feed anger,
boredom,
isolation,
silos of mortal fear,
suffering,
feeding into monopolistic
monochromatic
mindless
monocultures of Black Hole entropic misappropriation,
and socioeconomic pathology--
fear and unredeemable loss.

Black Hole economic competition
never ends with enough for ME.
Ecological binding cooperation
never ends without sufficiency for WE,
consumers and producers,
regenerators and redeemers.

If we don't fly apart first,
we might learn to fly and swim together
in abundantly nutritional organic markets
with permaculturally optimized design,
square rooted in full-living functional values
relationships appositionally tipping,
syncing,
swaying and dancing,
smooth-structured away from mortally feared dissonance,
toward WEself-identity confluence.

Within and on,
under and over,
before and after,
above and below
this Carnival Midway's  natural systemic Tao,
P=NP
as,
because,
equivalently,
coincidentally
Yang=ReverseYin. 

Evil is to dissonant-revol..., eco-fear and echoing anger,
as live's fullness becomes lover;
as alien competitors and fearfully dark new moons
absorb ionic re-balancing FullMoon redeemer-power,
each in its full-humored season,
and subject to at least some reason.


Long poem by ROGER SATNARINE | Details |

WE ARE TRULY THE GREATEST STORY EVER TOLD

The ultimate gift of life was a command.
“God Lovingly Granted Let There Be Light”
Thus the universe is born
As dissimilar twins named Day and Night

Please I ask of you
Stay along with this theme
Some parts may seem unreal
But all of life is not a dream

At Will it was the moment of Creation
Yes Indeed Life Is Truly the Greatest Big Bang Theory
But as I said before
All I ask is please go along with this themes story

In seven and funny enough on a Sunday
All is made and God watches truly the Greatest Garden of Eden
Adam and Eve
A snake, an apple tree, and Cain leaves Abel mortally bleed’-en

In time mankind ruined the earth
With wickedness and a tremendous shedding of blood
God chose Noah
He was hope from Truly the Greatest Ever Flood

Mankind settled down and civilizations were born
Today still stands truly the Greatest Pyramids of Giza
They were created from Creation itself
That wonderment has turned Holy many a disbeliever

But as life would happen
Mankind once again became murderous and vague
“Let My People Go”
Then God unleashed truly the Greatest Ever Plague

One thousand and forty two years later
The sun rose brightest in the East
Truly The Greatest Wall ever was built
And it never dimmed in the least

Four hundred and fifty years later
A man-child, king, and warrior finally met his fate
He attempted to conquer the world
Such was the destiny of Alexander the Great

Yes Indeed Life Is Truly the Greatest
231 years later Jesus Is Born
December twenty fifth
Is Truly the Greatest celebrated Morn

For 33 years we knew Jesus as man
God then sacrificed his only begotten Son
He did this out of love
So forever we shall live life under His Sun

A D Sixty four years later Nero fiddled
While Truly the Greatest City suffered a severe civil burn
The Roman Empire fell in 476 A D
As life would have it everything ends, in that year it was their turn

One thousand one hundred and ninety years later
Was it coincidental that in the year 1666
Europe suffered The Greatest Plague Ever
Medicine was of no use everyone sought help from Mystics

Then Truly the Greatest Fire ever occurred
In London for three days in September and weirdly again in 1666
An odd balance from those menacing dates
Flames of destruction save those from disease once again life conflicts

But in the blink of an eye
We are now in the second millennium
However were the first thousand years
Nothing more than mankind’s pandemonium

Great leaps and bounds for mankind
Spiritual Myths have been demystified
Science and technology helped
False Religions have gladly been verified

Yes my friends 
It is truly the dawn of a great new age
As with our ancestors
We, the whole world are now setting the stage

I am so “grateful” to be alive 
To see and know all the “greatness” leading up to the year two thousand
And hope we leave
The same feeling of awe and wonder for mankind in year three thousand

From Americas Great Grand Canyon 
To Australia’s Great Barrier Reef
Our next step in survival is simplicity
And this is not just disbelief

We have advanced so much
In both “evolution” and it’s caused revolution
That our existence tethers
On a simple way of life being the solution

The day will come to pass
When the Sciences Spirituality and Religion
Are equally accepted as one by all
Then humanity will gratefully have no more division

We must now strive to leave a positive legacy
For all of the future of mankind to behold
And once again in time it shall come to pass
We Are Truly the Greatest Story Ever Told

~ROGER CHAD SATNARINE 2015~


Long poem by ROGER SATNARINE | Details |

WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN

Why is it with one’s birth
death is inevitable at some point
But the human soul lives forever
thus the reason religions’ anoint

First we are born
is that the reason why
to really live forever
we will all have to die

There in my friends
lay this life's mysterious rub
If you truly believe this
then I’m sure you've seen a Cherub

Ask yourself this question please
Live only once as a happy mortal
or live forever
as an unhappy immortal

Could you take knowing 
your loved ones will forever die
Heartbreak for all eternity
Now go on ask yourself why

Why someone 
could live like that!
These are the people in life
whom I wish to chat

It is not for me
or you to judge them.
But we must remind of
the thorns on a rose’s stem

I hope things don’t get heated
and someone angrily walks
from a discussion that is 
plain and simple peace talks

Should we not try
to know the thoughts of another
But there are those
who would say Why the hell bother

Now here is the answer
to their supposed negative question
and the beauty of it is
the answer is also a question

Why do we or don’t we
at times not hear each other’s voice
Question answer answer question
DON’T WE ALL HAVE THE FREEDOM OF CHOICE

That premise we are told
is a sacrificial gift from our Creator
Please don’t take this question wrong
but is it so life won’t be a bore

Have you ever been, 
watering the lawn
enjoying your time alone
in the early morning dawn

Then out of no where
you are now being bothered
The next thing that person knows
is that they are getting showered

You sprayed their face and blinded them
causing an accidentally fatal fall
It was already slippery and wet
You’re now at a funeral made from your call

Was it not you
that made the terrible choice
on that most regrettable day
to not just block out their voice

It can make one live
while the other one dies
But when you are the cause
those are the worst ever cries

In an instant it can silence
for eternity everyone’s voice
Powerful just like a split atom
IS THE FREEDOM OF CHOICE

But, as I questionably
implied a few lines before
about if everyone was good
that it might make life a bore

Well, then please answer this question
Aren’t bad things also found in good
Such as with the story
about the Daring Robin Hood

He would steal from the rich
and then give it to the poor
Now you tell me
would that make life a bore

Stealing is bad
we are contradictory told
Tell that to those people
he fed and warmed in the cold

So you see there is always bad in good
And yes I know that’s a very hard sell
But, it is the reason for the saying
“Good intentions pave the road to hell"

Here is another question
I wish for you to ponder
And it is one that
I think of as I wander

Why are there things in life
that would make one laugh and another cry
Like at the viewing of a wake
you see both and ask yourself Why

This other question asked of you
examines misinterpreted negativity's
And the answer my dear friend
has a great many endless possibilities

Why would someone
find sunshine on a dark rainy day
Maybe only then can they see
a rainbow to show them their own way

I've already asked a few of you
But one more before you question me
I think it would help
As we discuss life’s ugly beauty

Why the sky’s color only reflects ocean blue
Unlike blades of grass there is no green
Can somebody anybody
Please tell me“ WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN!?”




Long poem by Gerald Dillenbeck | Details |

On Being Here Now

Our body is only a cloak,
seek the one who has dressed you,
heed not the dress.
Rumi

My form dresses our shared purpose,
I seek this SuperEco who has formed our cooperative
and synergetic vocational meaning,
not my ego's magically imagined id-entity.

Yet I remain distracted and confused
by this magic illusion of constancy that grows "me."
I watch with egocentric fascination and delight,
alarm and dismay,
applauding my own virtuoso comedic protagonist bright sight
for creating personal drama from epic opera's stage.

My body forms "self" comprehension
that our integrated ecologic
understands regenerative intuition
magic and spells
alchemy and Golden Ratios
as our eternal 0-summed Here and Now unfolding
karmic grace
evolving each natural system's spiritual reincarnation
of time's coded cultural narrative string
back through space,
forward toward our future generations.

Midway means nothing to infinity.
Rumi

Here and Now comprehends eternal form
as spatial function
unraveling permacultural implications
back through languaged information
logistical trees and Game Theory reverse hierarchies
tipping boundary Trim Tabbing poignant dissonance
resolving
redeeming
repurposing
rehabilitating
SuperEco-therapeutic confluence 
harmonious resonance
of synergetic Tao Prime Relationship:
my identity is to SuperEco
as Yin longs for Yang's convexed warm embrace,
as +/-(0)-summed personal investment,
economic purpose,
evolves +1.00% QBit ecological regenerative optimization design
and teleological meaning.

My (0)-balancing body's formed economy reveals
our comprehensive positive CQI ecotherapeutic
trend and story,
narrative strings and cultural tales,
encoded neural networks of primal function
and bicameral ethology,
polycultural communities mentoring permacultural design
resolving Primal Resonance with Original Intent,
eco-centric "Self" identity with SuperEco's
Fractal-Unitarian Tao Metasystem of Universal Co-Comprehensive Balancing ntelligence,
or Taoist Universalism,
should we need a shorter label,
and another "ism,"
then Zeroism may culturally evolve just as well,
where science rejoins religion
wonderously prehending this magic we are
predicting our Beloved Climax Community future.

My body comprehends this convex cloak
seeking SuperEco Dynamic System concaved within to dress this ego,
to heed our Elder natural systems
Here and Now regeneratively encoding
resolving
enlightening
transcending incommensurable paradigms and language.

My co-prehended form resonates ecological function and design,
like a hot bath absorbing hypothermic disease
to give birth to our emergent Beloved Community
of Mutual Redeemers 
mentoring economic ecologic.

Absorb rich Dark Holed composting primal relationship
of Yang-space with Yin-Time
to radiate SuperEco's brightest light together.

To increase comprehensive harmonic depth
turn off the lights,
extraction of fading natural resources, 
learn to cooperatively dream of full-moon nights
and rainbows of partly-cloudy sun-fueled days.

Bodies
with bicamerally balancing brains
are Here and Now (0)-centric information
pointing toward SuperEco's prime regenerative relationship.

Form greets Function
as space meets time
as Here redeems Now,
karmic graceful gift of Earth's Eco-centric presence.


Long poem by Scott Bronner | Details |

Creation, Curse and Promise

Since eternity past God the Father Son & Holy Spirit dwelled in unity and sweet fellowship.
Then Three-In-One decided to make a marvelous universe with an earth for life to dwell.
Creating an amazing array of creatures was the easy part – the risk was on the last made.
For unlike other creatures, man & woman were made in God's likeness with a Spirit.

That Spirit communicated with God, and harmony reigned as earth was well cared for.
Freedom to do was great – limited by but one tree that the humans were not to ear from.
At that tree, Satan disguised himself as an innocent snake and asked the woman questions.
Did God really say don't eat from this tree?  Well, that's to keep you from becoming like Him.

Look its fruit is beautiful and one bite and you'll know what God does and be Jehovah's equal.
Eve was confused, for this didn't sound like what Adam said God told her, but wouldn't it be grand.
If God is so good, why would he keep this secret from us of being able to be like Him – is He jealous?
The firm, juicy fruit was indeed delicious, and she quickly called Adam to taste, which soon he did.

A small act? Every war, family problem, anger, hatred, lie, killing, stealing, rape, abuse came herefrom.
The beauty of God's creation was now marred with sin that affected every part with death and decay.
God graciously gave Adam & Eve animal skins for no longer would they live in Eden's perfect climate.
From now on there would be sweat for the food they ate and exceedingly great pain during childbirth.
Even their firstborn would murder their second, starting the cycle of revenge and killing that's ongoing.

Yet God also made a promise that one would come who would crush Satan's head while being bruised.
"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God and the Word was God" clues us in to who.
For God's Son Himself would come to teach, heal and offer His life on a Cross to destroy our death curse.
Our sins He would bear and in rising He's seal the promise of eternal life, so great we Jesus' love for us.

For Jesus the cost was unbelievably high, and for us the reward is incredibly great – if we but accept.
Accept that I am a sinner, I've done wrong and need God's forgiveness to live with His perfection.
Accept that Jesus can do what I cannot – change my heart, make my Spirit alive to forever live with God.
This being GOD, the promise of heaven and new earth is sure, though pain lies in between.  Choose now.

For GOD and all creation cry out – this is what life is meant for – to know and love One's Maker.
As humans we live eternally with or apart from God, and His great desire is that we choose with.
But just as an earthly Father cannot force true love, nor does our Heavenly Father – He waits.
Though He made all and knows beginning from end, he waits and yearns that we receive His love.

Then love and be loved by Jesus in life's harshness & delight, sharing that love with other lost children
To work in harmony with the One who made us, makes life new again as our spirit is filled with new life.
There can be dry days when we don't feel His presence, and others so full that we want to shout for joy.
The fact is Our Father GOD, our Savior Jesus, the Holy Spirit, are always with us and never will leave us. Amen.


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